Post 5

One of my favorite photos is one where i am lost with my sisters on some hill in Valparaiso.

After walking for hours and hours we arrived at one of many stairs and took a picture of ourselves next to a very nice and colorful house. Then we stand up and an older man came out of the house and offered us glass of juice and some cookies, maybe he saw us looking tired.

I like the picture, not because it´s a good picture or even because we look good, but it reminds me of the day i got lost on the hill (although it sound corny), but i met my sisters.

Unfortunately i don´t have that digital photo so i won´t be able to post it and if i could, i wouldn´t have done it either because we look horrible in that photo, the only thing we can save is the beauty of the house.